Last night I realised that I really, really need you...
Last night I also realised that you'll never really need me.
You asked and I denied...
It turns out I lied.
November 24, 2009
November 22, 2009
New Moon Rising...
We saw New Moon today...
It was quite terrible but very, very funny. =)
Jacob (shirtless) was EXTREMELY HOT! lol.
xoxo
♥Aly
It was quite terrible but very, very funny. =)
Jacob (shirtless) was EXTREMELY HOT! lol.
xoxo
♥Aly
November 20, 2009
November 18, 2009
I'm Not That Girl - Wicked (My New Favorite Wicked Song)
Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl.
Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl
Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And heaven knows
I'm not that girl...
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl...
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl.
Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl
Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And heaven knows
I'm not that girl...
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl...
Wicked Fun!
Saw Wicked today...IT WAS INSPIRARING! It makes me wish I was still in music.... or was good enough to try real musical theatre.... -(
November 17, 2009
November 16, 2009
Orientation...
ORIENTATION WAS AWESOME!
I really like St Mary's.
I got all my classes, which is wonderful and there's someone I know in every class. =)
I particularly like Legal Studies.
I've got English, art and economics tomorrow - which is awesome!
Can't Wait!!!
(L)Aly
I really like St Mary's.
I got all my classes, which is wonderful and there's someone I know in every class. =)
I particularly like Legal Studies.
I've got English, art and economics tomorrow - which is awesome!
Can't Wait!!!
(L)Aly
November 14, 2009
I Remember... By Bec Johnson
Copied From the Club Penguin Blog:
"I remember....
In year 7, when i was friends with grace smith.
In year 7, when marie threw salsa at beau because maddy through it at him, and she thought it was "cool".
In year 7, when getting lost was the norm, and the furthest you went with your "boyfriend" was holding hands.
In year 7, when our whole entire group moved from from the canteen area to the covered quad so we could sit with the boys. And we thought sitting with boys was so unusual and cool.
In year 7, when year 10's were the scariest people ever
In year 7, when the lockers on the top row were impossible to reach.
In year 7, when we were protective of our friends, and we didn't even dream of letting boys come between us.
In year 7, when gumnuts camp was the time of our lives. A time to let our hair down, relax and have fun.
In year 7, when i went to disneyland and everyone made such a big fuss about a plane trip.
In year 7, when i met amy, at the green table that we spent our last science lesson at.
In year 7, when we didn't care enough to still act like kids.
I remember...
In year 8, when we thought we were the coolest.
In year 8, when we belived everyone should move for us.
In year 8, when prawns were the "in" thing.
In year 8, when i joined the Mad Fobs, the signature is still carved in the tree.
In year 8, when we were so excited to realise we had music AND art at the same time.
In year 8, when our PE classes were still orgainsed by year 7 tutor groups.
In year 8, when we started reciveing "sex ed" classes, and were grossed out by the mere thought of "genitals"
In year 8, religion with mr seymour, and Miss Clark.
In year 8, when i fought with Kobie, Amy and Amy.
In year 8, when i was the rebellious one with 3 detentions.
In year 8, trading seats with Michael Ho in math, JUST so i could talk to alex all lesson.
In year 8, when we suddenly couldn't be kids anymore.
In year 8, when my life was turned on it's head.
In year 8, when everyone was a little fucked up.
I remember...
In year 9, when we started to feel independant.
In year 9, when i started to talk to steffie.
In year 9, when i hated myself.
In year 9, when sarah mitchenson ruled her own, imaginary castle, and had imaginary friends.
In year 9, when our electives were so exciting and fantastic
In year 9, when we were so proud to be "seniors"
In year 9, when breeana was still a bitch.
In year 9, the halloween that brought me a friend.
In year 9, drama theatresports.
In year 9, my friends helped me recover
In year 9, well-mannered japanese students, and a class of 12.
In year 9, when mr goodwin and matt kelly spent an entire lesson arguing about the spelling of "chihuahua"
In year 9, when i punched sarah in the face.
In year 9, our new area is born.
In year 9, when Rookie left, and we all cried our eyes out.
In year 9, when growing up just can't happen any quicker.
I remember...
In year 10, Peer Support
In year 10, when we start to grow up
In year 10, endless sex conversation, and loui's "encyclopedia of sex"
In year 10, when immaturity starts to fade away into the distance.
In year 10, retreat
In year 10, when you KNOW everyone should move out of your way.
In year 10, retreat
In year 10, staying behind after snow trip.
In year 10, EXAMSS were the hardest thing ever. But no one cares by the end.
In year 10, when the thought of ever leaving this place makes you cry.
In year 10, dirty jokes, and dirty minds.
In year 10, new friends
In year 10, when friendships start to fall apart
In year 10, "we have to teach the little kids how to dive in and take their clothes off", and "keep your clothes on kat! NO KAT! keep your clothes on! Kat, listen! Leave your clothes on! you won't get them BACK on once they are wet!"
In year 10, cake in every class.
In year 10, rebellious japanese class!
In year 10, when relationships are serious.
In year 10, when relationships can break friendships.
In year 10, the time when you have already grown up, and realise, when it's already too late, how much you want to remain a child.
Remembering is a difficult thing to do, remembering st joeys brings a smile to my face, but it makes me cry a second later. I'm going to miss this school so much, and all the memories and joys it brought me."
Posted by Bec at 2:20 AM 3 comments
I Just found this really moving.... Oh god I'm gunna cry again!!! =(
"I remember....
In year 7, when i was friends with grace smith.
In year 7, when marie threw salsa at beau because maddy through it at him, and she thought it was "cool".
In year 7, when getting lost was the norm, and the furthest you went with your "boyfriend" was holding hands.
In year 7, when our whole entire group moved from from the canteen area to the covered quad so we could sit with the boys. And we thought sitting with boys was so unusual and cool.
In year 7, when year 10's were the scariest people ever
In year 7, when the lockers on the top row were impossible to reach.
In year 7, when we were protective of our friends, and we didn't even dream of letting boys come between us.
In year 7, when gumnuts camp was the time of our lives. A time to let our hair down, relax and have fun.
In year 7, when i went to disneyland and everyone made such a big fuss about a plane trip.
In year 7, when i met amy, at the green table that we spent our last science lesson at.
In year 7, when we didn't care enough to still act like kids.
I remember...
In year 8, when we thought we were the coolest.
In year 8, when we belived everyone should move for us.
In year 8, when prawns were the "in" thing.
In year 8, when i joined the Mad Fobs, the signature is still carved in the tree.
In year 8, when we were so excited to realise we had music AND art at the same time.
In year 8, when our PE classes were still orgainsed by year 7 tutor groups.
In year 8, when we started reciveing "sex ed" classes, and were grossed out by the mere thought of "genitals"
In year 8, religion with mr seymour, and Miss Clark.
In year 8, when i fought with Kobie, Amy and Amy.
In year 8, when i was the rebellious one with 3 detentions.
In year 8, trading seats with Michael Ho in math, JUST so i could talk to alex all lesson.
In year 8, when we suddenly couldn't be kids anymore.
In year 8, when my life was turned on it's head.
In year 8, when everyone was a little fucked up.
I remember...
In year 9, when we started to feel independant.
In year 9, when i started to talk to steffie.
In year 9, when i hated myself.
In year 9, when sarah mitchenson ruled her own, imaginary castle, and had imaginary friends.
In year 9, when our electives were so exciting and fantastic
In year 9, when we were so proud to be "seniors"
In year 9, when breeana was still a bitch.
In year 9, the halloween that brought me a friend.
In year 9, drama theatresports.
In year 9, my friends helped me recover
In year 9, well-mannered japanese students, and a class of 12.
In year 9, when mr goodwin and matt kelly spent an entire lesson arguing about the spelling of "chihuahua"
In year 9, when i punched sarah in the face.
In year 9, our new area is born.
In year 9, when Rookie left, and we all cried our eyes out.
In year 9, when growing up just can't happen any quicker.
I remember...
In year 10, Peer Support
In year 10, when we start to grow up
In year 10, endless sex conversation, and loui's "encyclopedia of sex"
In year 10, when immaturity starts to fade away into the distance.
In year 10, retreat
In year 10, when you KNOW everyone should move out of your way.
In year 10, retreat
In year 10, staying behind after snow trip.
In year 10, EXAMSS were the hardest thing ever. But no one cares by the end.
In year 10, when the thought of ever leaving this place makes you cry.
In year 10, dirty jokes, and dirty minds.
In year 10, new friends
In year 10, when friendships start to fall apart
In year 10, "we have to teach the little kids how to dive in and take their clothes off", and "keep your clothes on kat! NO KAT! keep your clothes on! Kat, listen! Leave your clothes on! you won't get them BACK on once they are wet!"
In year 10, cake in every class.
In year 10, rebellious japanese class!
In year 10, when relationships are serious.
In year 10, when relationships can break friendships.
In year 10, the time when you have already grown up, and realise, when it's already too late, how much you want to remain a child.
Remembering is a difficult thing to do, remembering st joeys brings a smile to my face, but it makes me cry a second later. I'm going to miss this school so much, and all the memories and joys it brought me."
Posted by Bec at 2:20 AM 3 comments
I Just found this really moving.... Oh god I'm gunna cry again!!! =(
November 13, 2009
wow...
Unofficially finished year ten today....
Don't really know how I feel about it...
I kinda really don't want to leave; but I don't want to stay either...
Things I'll Miss:
I'm really gunna miss All Saints College, St Joseph's Campus, Lochinvar...
Don't really know how I feel about it...
I kinda really don't want to leave; but I don't want to stay either...
Things I'll Miss:
- Teachers
- Miss Botham
- Mr Goodwin
- Miss Wall
- Mrs Meredith
- Our Table
- Mrs Mahony
- Mrs Kijko
- Mr Mills
- The School Itself
- 119
- The Choir Room
- Vocal Group
- A Capella Group
- Our English Class
- Walking From My Locker After School
- Spontaneous Singalongs
- (Most Of) Our Group
- Our Year Dynamics
- Just School Life in General....
- Mrs Mahony bought us cake
- Ate lunch at the cafe with the teachers
- Helped out in the food tech cafe
- A Capella Group
- Our music party
- Made slime in science
I'm really gunna miss All Saints College, St Joseph's Campus, Lochinvar...
November 12, 2009
November 11, 2009
Autumn's Monologue.
Oh why can't I be what you need?
A new improved version of me
But I'm nothing so good
No, I'm nothing
Just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs
Of violence of love and of sorrow
I beg for just one more tomorrow
Where you hold me down, fold me in
Deep, deep, deep in the heart of your sins
I break in two over you, oh
I break in two
And each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life
But you don't see me, you don't
Here I'm pinned between darkness and light
Bleached and blinded by these nights
Where I'm tossing and tortured 'til dawn
By you, visions of you then you're gone.
The shock bleeds the red from my face
When I hear someone's taken my place.
How could love be so thoughtless, so cruel?
When all, all that I did was for you
I break in two over you, oh
I break in two
And each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life
But you don't see me, you don't
(x2)
I break in two over you, oh
I break in two over you, over you
I break in two
I would break in two for you
Now you see me
Now you don't
Now you need me
Now you don't...
A new improved version of me
But I'm nothing so good
No, I'm nothing
Just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs
Of violence of love and of sorrow
I beg for just one more tomorrow
Where you hold me down, fold me in
Deep, deep, deep in the heart of your sins
I break in two over you, oh
I break in two
And each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life
But you don't see me, you don't
Here I'm pinned between darkness and light
Bleached and blinded by these nights
Where I'm tossing and tortured 'til dawn
By you, visions of you then you're gone.
The shock bleeds the red from my face
When I hear someone's taken my place.
How could love be so thoughtless, so cruel?
When all, all that I did was for you
I break in two over you, oh
I break in two
And each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life
But you don't see me, you don't
(x2)
I break in two over you, oh
I break in two over you, over you
I break in two
I would break in two for you
Now you see me
Now you don't
Now you need me
Now you don't...
November 7, 2009
November 6, 2009
Late Night Ramblings: Part #2
ok... i am usually quite good at being self critical but honestly... WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO WRONG?!
I mean it. I try so hard to be fair to people. To be kind where I can. To help people who need it. To be there for them and to not be a burden... BUT IT DOESNT WORK!
I just wish I could understand what I'm meant to do! I honestly give everyone I can a chance an yet people find it so easy to hate me!
I'm the first to admit that I bitch. Everyone does. I do it to vent because I'm non-confrontationalist... but I never set out to cause harm!
I tried playing politics and got it thrown in my face, I tried to be honest: it fell apart and when I tried to just do what I want it starts more trouble than there was originally!!!
I just don't understand what else I'm meant to do?!?
I listen, I advise if I can, I surrender when necessary. I put other people first, even if they don't know it, I watch other people live my dreams while I watch on in silence and I try not to bother people too much with my problems...
where do I go wrong?!
I mean it. I try so hard to be fair to people. To be kind where I can. To help people who need it. To be there for them and to not be a burden... BUT IT DOESNT WORK!
I just wish I could understand what I'm meant to do! I honestly give everyone I can a chance an yet people find it so easy to hate me!
I'm the first to admit that I bitch. Everyone does. I do it to vent because I'm non-confrontationalist... but I never set out to cause harm!
I tried playing politics and got it thrown in my face, I tried to be honest: it fell apart and when I tried to just do what I want it starts more trouble than there was originally!!!
I just don't understand what else I'm meant to do?!?
I listen, I advise if I can, I surrender when necessary. I put other people first, even if they don't know it, I watch other people live my dreams while I watch on in silence and I try not to bother people too much with my problems...
where do I go wrong?!
November 5, 2009
A Spell For Creation by Kathleen Raine
Within the flower there lies a seed,
Within the seed there springs a tree,
Within the tree there spreads a wood.
In the wood there burns a fire,
And in the fire there melts a stone,
Within the stone a ring of iron.
Within the ring there lies an O,
Within the O there looks an eye,
In the eye there swims a sea,
And in the sea reflected sky,
And in the sky there shines the sun,
Within the sun a bird of gold.
Within the bird there beats a heart,
And from the heart there flows a song,
And in the song there sings a word.
In the word there speaks a world,
A world of joy, a world of grief,
From joy and grief there springs my love.
Oh love, my love, there springs a world,
And on the world there shines a sun,
And in the sun there burns a fire,
Within the fire consumes my heart,
And in my heart there beats a bird,
And in the bird there wakes an eye,
Within the eye, earth, sea and sky,
Earth, sky and sea within an O
Lie like the seed within the flower.
Within the seed there springs a tree,
Within the tree there spreads a wood.
In the wood there burns a fire,
And in the fire there melts a stone,
Within the stone a ring of iron.
Within the ring there lies an O,
Within the O there looks an eye,
In the eye there swims a sea,
And in the sea reflected sky,
And in the sky there shines the sun,
Within the sun a bird of gold.
Within the bird there beats a heart,
And from the heart there flows a song,
And in the song there sings a word.
In the word there speaks a world,
A world of joy, a world of grief,
From joy and grief there springs my love.
Oh love, my love, there springs a world,
And on the world there shines a sun,
And in the sun there burns a fire,
Within the fire consumes my heart,
And in my heart there beats a bird,
And in the bird there wakes an eye,
Within the eye, earth, sea and sky,
Earth, sky and sea within an O
Lie like the seed within the flower.
That said....
Performed in music today and did rather well.....
Also Mrs Kikjo made us slice - Soooo Yummy!
Also Mrs Kikjo made us slice - Soooo Yummy!
Fuck Off! Fuck Off! Fuck Off! I Hate You!
OK.. things were starting to get back on track....
I finally booked my L's test, I've almost got most of the stuff I need for formal, I finally took steps to fix a longlived wrong, I did well enough in my exams and I'm fairly confident about school certificate... it just couldn't last...
ALL I wanted was to have a heap of people over for my formal after party; I wanted it to be a nice night where people can talk and remember and dance and have fun.....
So naturally somebody had to come along and ruin it. Out of (highly hypocrytical) spite.
Might I add how very much HATE this person.... oh so much...
JUST LET ME HAVE MY NIGHT!!!
xoxo
~ Aly
I finally booked my L's test, I've almost got most of the stuff I need for formal, I finally took steps to fix a longlived wrong, I did well enough in my exams and I'm fairly confident about school certificate... it just couldn't last...
ALL I wanted was to have a heap of people over for my formal after party; I wanted it to be a nice night where people can talk and remember and dance and have fun.....
So naturally somebody had to come along and ruin it. Out of (highly hypocrytical) spite.
Might I add how very much HATE this person.... oh so much...
JUST LET ME HAVE MY NIGHT!!!
xoxo
~ Aly
November 4, 2009
November 3, 2009
New Layout!
I FINALLY got to pretty up my blog a bit!
Who doesn't love cherries!?!
Unfortunately I can't take credit for this one... It's from the lovely people at The Cutest Blog On The Block
For me to remember: http://www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/blog-secrets/144-how-to-make-your-own-background.html
xoxo
~ Aly
Who doesn't love cherries!?!
Unfortunately I can't take credit for this one... It's from the lovely people at The Cutest Blog On The Block
For me to remember: http://www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/blog-secrets/144-how-to-make-your-own-background.html
xoxo
~ Aly
November 2, 2009
November 1, 2009
OMG! SOOO CUTE!
I love this oreo ring!!!
xoxo
♥Aly
EDIT: Just notied that this is post 119! lol.
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